Dirty Little Misery (Miss Misery) - Plot & Excerpts
I loved my mother. I even liked my mother. In fact, I was convinced I’d won the parental lottery. She’d always been fair and generous, and she’d passed down to me not only her dark hair and green eyes, but also her love for mysteries and thrillers. But there were some areas of my life that had to be shut off from the woman who’d once changed my diapers and literally knew my dirtiest secrets. My father had been a Gryphon who’d died in the line of duty. The day the Gryphons had told me my gift wasn’t going to develop and I’d had to fight back my tears in public, my mother had probably let out the world’s biggest sigh of relief. She’d had the sense not to do it in front of me, but I’d heard it anyway. Thus, starting at age eighteen, I’d been denied the ability to talk to her about large pieces of my life. From the truth about my gift, to befriending a satyr, to discovering I wasn’t entirely human, my mother had to remain in the dark.
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